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Selena was too lazy to pay attention to his nonsense and glanced at him: "Why did Elena come to the United States? Traveling?"
Luke picked up the buns himself and ate them, and said casually: "She got the exchange student qualification and is now a student at the Parkland School of the Arts in New Jersey."
Selena said oh and didn¡¯t ask any more questions.
Luke has never been an ascetic.
When he was in Los Angeles, he would go out at night.
Most of the time he went to see Ginny, and occasionally he met Ximena and spent a night together.
There were two other fixed women, but she didn¡¯t ask who they were. They didn¡¯t meet him frequently.
With Luke¡¯s age, wealth and physical fitness, this number of women is already very limited.
Like some boys who play basketball in college, they party all night long and welcome everyone who comes.
And Ginny has been very busy recently.
After coming to New York, Luke only went to see Ginny once.
The appearance of Elena just restored his life to the rhythm of Los Angeles.
Selena is too lazy to say anything,
Today is still a busy day, but it is a relaxing day for Luke and Selena.
Of course they will not investigate the body dumping case at Fort Tryon Park Pier, but Kilgrave, who was really investigating before, has already cooled down, and the two of them have actually dropped the case.
As soon as noon arrived, the two of them went out to look for clues in the afternoon and went home to conduct their own training and work.
But in the afternoon, there was a knock on Luke¡¯s door.
Luke, who was working on the first floor, looked at the surveillance camera, wiped his hands and went to open the door.
Outside the door, there were two "acquaintances" who had just become acquainted.
He smiled and greeted: "Fudge, Matt, why are you free to come to me today?"
Fudge: "I heard from Charlie that you guys are back, so I came to take a look."
Luke looked at his expression and simply opened the door to make way for him: "Come in, you must not just come to visit my new neighbor, otherwise you should at least bring me some fruit or snacks."
When Fudge and Matt heard this, they were both a little embarrassed and realized that they seemed to have forgotten about it.
It¡¯s the first time you visit a new neighbor and you come empty-handed. This usually means that you don¡¯t have a good relationship with the new neighbor.
Luke waited for the two of them to enter, then walked upstairs, and the door closed automatically.
He turned around and smiled: "Okay, just kidding, don't mind."
When they arrived on the second floor, Luke brought coffee to the two of them. After the three of them sat across from each other, he said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me. Besides, your firm's business is booming, so it must be very busy."
Hearing this, the two of them wanted to smile bitterly when they thought about the "business" of their own offices.
After a while, Fudge spoke again: "That's right. We heard that a policeman in the Detective Bureau was attacked recently?"
Luke nodded.
The Detective Bureau has made great moves in recent days, and has even uprooted the Blood Skull gang. This matter has not been kept secret to begin with, and anyone with a little acquaintance in the NYPD can find out about it.
Fudge hesitated and lowered his voice a little: "I also heard that the injured one seems to be Inspector Walter?"
Luke continued to nod and affirmed: "It's him."
"He is seriously injured?" Fudge asked.
Luke: "He will have to lie down for about a month. But on the night of the attack, he was almost seriously injured and killed in the line of duty. He was lucky to survive."
"I hope he can recover." Fudge followed suit and frowned: "Do you think there is a connection between this and his investigation of the bombing?"
Luke pondered, and glanced at the two people opposite him several times before nodding: "That should be the case."
When he heard this, Fudge's expression turned ugly: "Did that "Black Mask" really do it?"
Luke shook his head: "The attackers have been found. They are gang members, not Mr. Black Mask."
When he said this, he didn't look at Matt at all.
Looking at Fudge's expression, he laughed: "Fudge, the detective bureau has not focused its energy on arresting this Black Mask."
Fudge wondered: "Why?" He knew that the police had issued a wanted order for Black Mask, accusing him of assaulting police officers and creating a bomb attack.
Luke shrugged: "I have also learned about Black Mask's reputation from the Temple siblings. They are basically positive. The few negative comments about him all come from Fifteen Minutes."??'s accusation. When I first arrived at NYPD, several colleagues warned me that the 15th Precinct had a very bad reputation and was not trustworthy. "
Fudge was speechless.
Luke took a sip of coffee and played with the small cup in his hand: "Even within the police detective station, no one believed the lies of the 15th Precinct. And as soon as Walter investigated the bombing case, there were people with black heads. You tied the door and injured him, this technique is familiar to you as lawyers, right?"
Of course Fudge and Matt understand that many lawyers are more skilled at this technique than the police.
"Putting blame on someone else!" Fudge gritted his teeth and said this.
This matter has nothing to do with him.
He was also injured in the explosion that night, but he was lucky and was not seriously injured.
¡°Several of the other innocent people affected were seriously injured, and a lot of property was damaged, such as the old lady Elena.
If the bombing was not caused by Black Mask, then his previous hatred was directed at the wrong person.
"Do you have any preliminary conclusions?" Fudge couldn't help but ask.
Luke picked up the coffee and took a sip unhurriedly: "It depends on whether you are asking this question as a lawyer or as a friend today."
Fudge was stunned, but Matt knew in his heart: his friend had inside information, and the lawyer could only offer no comment.
"I promise, this is just a chat between friends." Matt, who had been talking very little, suddenly interjected.
Luke raised his eyebrows and looked at Fudge: "What do you think?"
Fudge nodded decisively: "This is just a casual conversation, and only the three of us know the content."
Luke hummed, put down the coffee cup, picked up the small cake on the table and took a bite: "On the surface, all the evidence points to a gang called Blood Skeletons in Brooklyn. Basically, all the members of this gang have been raped. Throwed into the detention room, except for the boss Billy Walton who never saw anyone alive or dead."
Fudge and Matt both focused their attention and listened carefully.
Luke took another bite of the cake: "According to the two attackers, this Billy Walton was the instigator."
Both Fudge and Matt frowned.
The Blood Skeletons are just one of the gangs in Brooklyn, and they are not the most famous ones. The two people who have been in Manhattan for a long time have never heard of it.
¡°If this Billy Walton really planned the bombing, then the possibility of obtaining compensation from this missing person is extremely low.
Luke looked at the expressions of the two people and continued: "However, we judge that Billy is only an executor, and the mastermind of the bombing should be someone from Kingpin."
"Kingpin?" Fudge repeated the name blankly, obviously knowing nothing about it.
Matt¡¯s expression remained unchanged, but his body leaned forward slightly, obviously very interested in the name. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com